Author: 3_little_holes

The Transformation [mff] [threesome]

I loved licking the underside of his head. He had a way of moaning and letting his body jolt when I do it. I just keep licking like an ice cream cone at that point. Heavy laps of the tongue. He would keep on going, gasping and letting a little bit of cum inch out. When I tasted it, I would rest the flat part right against the part of his head that met in the middle, against that little canyon that I loved to press my bottom lip against.

Kimmie was helping too. She kept on slowly sliding her tongue across his shaft, and that just made him seep out a bit more. I loved it. She did the work and I got the prize. I guess it was kind of unfair, but you weren’t going to see me complaining about it. You should have seen his face when she took the right side of his balls into her mouth. Oh… His eyelids shot open like someone had spilled cold water down his back. I had never seen him react like that. Read more »

The hole in the wall [sr8] [bondage] [Mf]

This one is dedicated to u/kinkyplaything

I was feeling a little sore after a while, but I kept thinking about what he said earlier in the evening:

**This isn’t about your comfort, it is about mine.**

The wall that he built earlier that week had some cushioning for where I would lay on it, but the way he positioned the wrist and ankle straps were in a way where I would be completely spread out. Before he went out for drinks that night, he put me inside of it.
He laid me out on my back. My feet were tied to the top of the wall. My hands were bound to the bottom. Then, he slipped me through the wall in a way where my pussy and ass hung there, suspended at just the right height, right around his crotch. It was built perfectly for him, with handles on his side to grip onto.

I don’t know how long I was laying there, but I let out a sigh when I heard him come home. He walked into the room, still looking at his phone, probably reading the news or looking up a ball game score. Read more »

An office freeuse tale. [mmmmmf] [gangbang] [Freeuse]

I love teasing the guys at work. I wear short skirts. I wear really low tops. I love seeing all those guys there stare. I know I don’t look like the other women that work there. I wear black on most days. I also like wearing black lipstick, and coloring my hair different shades. Every now and then, I will wear some really tall boots. Then, I stick my ass out as guys walk by. I know, I am a tease, but I don’t really care. It’s just some harmless fun.

But then, **the day** came… I knew about it in passing. I don’t really pay much attention to the news. but this story stuck in my head like no other. The bill was called HR69, or as the public knew it, “The Freeuse Bill”.

I heard it over the TV in the break room. I was standing next to Paul when I said, “I hope it gets passed. Sounds like fun.” He gave me this smile and nod, like he wanted to agree, but I am sure he also had HR on his mind as well. Read more »

[F] [M] I needed cock, and bad!

I had gone too long without it. Cock. There is just something about it that I can’t describe. There’s no replacing it. A plastic or rubber dildo won’t do. There has to be some actual meat on it. It has to feel warm, and somewhat flexible. I like the feeling of holding onto a warm body as he enters me, looking into his eyes and stroking his hair.

My wife isn’t into guys though. She never really has been. She dated them when she was in high school, but when she went off to college she realized she was just faking it for her family’s sake. I don’t blame her. Everyone has their own preferences. We had created an agreement at the beginning of our marriage though. We’d fuck other people, as long as we were open and honest about it. I could have my dick, and she could bring home an occasional girl to play with when I was working late. It was win win. But as we got older, more important things would pop up. Work projects, family gatherings, or even just an occasional free weekend where we preferred to stay at home and eat ice cream in our pajamas. Read more »